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Schörde
My chords become swordsTiny little bladesFloating around in the airThey’re made out of pure soundDirected towards my enemiesWhich come at me in hordesI point and I prayI get on my kneesI plead with the lordNot to be seizedThe lord is not pleasedBut he grants my requestSo off with my headAnd now I can restFor I…
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Rusted and Blunt; What a Conundrum
my wit is blunt and i’m as sharp as a hammer. when planets collide i dip in a swiftly manner…
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Drowned Horse
the question begins –do you do it yourself,or let someone else do it for you?…are you ready?…because when the water starts floodingwill you be able tostay afloat on your high horseor would you start sinking down…you said you can lead a horse to waterand you led it to waterbut the horse has just gone and…
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Angel Eyes
Have you seen angels?I’ve seen angelsI’ve even been an angel When I’m in hellI speak a spellTo God I tell And then “love” I smellThen the universe I thankFor giving me a spank Sending me in the right directionMy inner self, providing retrospectionTo my soul, giving me a slight correction The lowest lows and the…
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Power Trip, Scales Tip
Power and strength I pray to theeSymbolic attributes bind to meThrough work and effort you shall be mineThrough legit means or even crimeIn my veins flow crimson rivers of powerSo corrupting and dirty, I need to showerNot in money, but holy waterReturn the power to brick and mortar
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